Sometimes those weak emotions in my heart will be revealed by accident. When I see the scene of joys and sorrows described in the book, when I hear the sad story, I will feel emotional for it, and I can’t help crying. It is difficult for a born sentimental person to hide. I like small animals very much. When I saw the cat lying on the wall and the beautiful dog running across the street, I would inevitably caress them and give them something to eat, as if I couldn’t help them. At that time, a stray cat was probably very hungry and was looking for food pitifully. When I found it, the time went by and there was a sumptuous lunch with chicken liver mixed with steamed buns. For a long time, things like this often happened, which also became a joke of others, and attracted a burst of gossips and helplessness, which was born to be this kind of person. The young things make people feel pitiful, and they have the impulse to care for her when they see them. Yesterday, I saw a very young boy, about two or three years old. I bought a pack of cigarettes and walked out of a supermarket. He was twisting his body from the outside and swaying in. I feel funny, because the little guy holds a beer bottle in one hand and a white wine bottle in the other hand, which are obviously empty bottles. I thought what on earth he was doing here? So he looked at him curiously. It turned out that the child came to return the wine bottle. He bought sugar with the money he got. What he did made the people there couldn’t help, which caused a burst of laughter. I think this kid is really cute. I held him back and bought some candies for him. He ran away happily with a smile. I know whose child he is, he used to drink wine with his father several times. His father was a typical drinker who was good at drinking. Estimated home the bottles of wine many. Such a young child who wants to eat sugar will think of using it to exchange money. It must be a very smart child. I don’t know whether this kind of inexplicable psychology is ridiculous. For example, when the cold wind is raging in winter, I will worry about how those birds spend the winter and whether the wild cats on the mountain have food to eat, I feel sad when I see the old people stumbling, and there are many similar things. In short, it is a scene where I can’t see and complain. I like bright things and a beautiful landscape painting, it will brighten my heart, and a beautiful song will also make my mood happy. The next step is to dance with the beautiful melody and enjoy it without feeling tired. When meeting young girls, they are filled with the breath of youth, which will make people feel refreshed. Beautiful women will indeed bring people a good mood. I like beautiful things and feel sad, which makes me sentimental. Sometimes in a sea of joy, beautiful thoughts gallop in the sky, and the whole world is a piece of light. Sometimes, on the contrary, depressed and gloomy emotions dominate oneself, feeling sad and sad inside, which is often caused by some negative reasons from the outside world, it takes a period of time to get rid of the depressed mood, and sometimes you need to go out for a walk to relieve your mood.

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Suddenly there is a strange understanding, think seven 1980s of suicide is post-modern of a bizarre fact literature art, apparently committed suicide is a kind of spirit of a great cultivate. Don’t know if this is can as irony to evaluate those suicide of letters or political figures. Let’s say that life is precious and love is more expensive. If it is for free, two all may throw. Life cheng ran valuable, in the face of true love fight is for tang bei dang che, suicidal-again, a perverted committed suicide, just don’t know whether can immortalized! Don’t know ancients what intention, said in free eyes life and love are remarkably trivial, this why solution, confusion, confused. Maybe in ancient times, people had no freedom to talk about! After all feudal rule, everywhere hang him. Besides modern, the deep-rooted feudal ideology lopsided, free has become citizens’ basic power, that why the so-called Mo flute ambiguous free talk. In my opinion, it is people who virtually tie their hearts with chains, but this invisible chains are more than a hundred times greater than the deterrent force of the law. Perhaps the suicide of post-modern literati is due to the bondage of their hearts! Because throughout stuck with embedded in their internal perplexities, or hate, or humiliation, or hate, or sad, and so easy to stimulate human inner struggle things. So, suicidal said to have a way to. Some say suicide is the life of blasphemy, is to oneself, towards your parents, social No Respect. Body hair skin, obedience to parents, suicide actually treacherous thing. However in a way, if because can’t stand to affair in a powerful inner pressure and thinking collapse, then others personal attacks or mental torture, not is heinous. In this regard, suicide has become a self-salvation exploits of. What’s more, to people sacrifice is by a million people admire. Such as Huang Jiguang, such as Qiu Shaoyun, such as Dong Cunrui, such as such as San Mao, Guo Moruo, Kawabata Yasunari, denim Hemingway these literary giants, they all left for later generations pivotal spirit culture and literature accumulation not. Whatever their suicide reason, at least they already have can people blessed capital, perhaps their story already well known, household. Mr. Lu Xun said some people died, he was still alive; Some people alive, but he was dead. Death and a fine line, actually grows countless opaque to countless ties. Tao is margin life fate off, follow through derivable!

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In the morning, the room was cleaned up and a pack of small stones in the sea was pulled out from the corner. The stones were all pieces of stones, as small as copper coins, as big as crisp cakes, and as white as dry bones. The surface of the flaky stone is covered with patterns: like autumn chrysanthemum in full bloom, like fireworks bursting, like little stars, hanging like waterfall, with different lines, exquisite patterns and unique layout, it makes people sigh the uniqueness and weirdness of nature. I took out the sea stones and put them on the palm block to watch. Playing, the small sea stones are indeed different from the small stones in Han River. The small stone of Hanjiang River is hard, and most of them are Bluestone. There are all kinds of shapes such as rubble, Bean Stone, round stone, square stone and polylore, but there are few patterns. Run in the river, luxurious and clear, leave the water and put it in the sun, when the water disappears, it will be pampered and lost immediately. Although the patterns of several small stones lying in my hands were clear, they were less warm and rich and luxurious when they were kept in the seawater. This reminds me of that I have wandered along the bank of Han River for many times, and in surprise, I took out a piece of beautiful beautiful stones from the waters which made my eyes shine, holding the stones to shore, when I put it on the big bluestone and look at it after its water trace disappears, it often makes me disappointed. The luster and brightness of the stone when it is kept in the water have disappeared, and the delicate appearance no longer exists. At this time, I felt guilty. It was my selfish desire that ruined jiangshi’s beauty. At this time, I will send jiangshi to the river again with sincerity. Sometimes I have the idea of showing the river stones back in the shallow waters, and sometimes I push the lead ball with the idea that I am afraid that others will pull the river stones out of the waters and ruin the beauty of the river stones, push jiangshi far away and let jiangshi draw a parabola! Fell into the deep waters with a sound, and let him keep his beauty in his boudoir. Several pieces of sea stones reminded me of my trip to Hainan that year. The starting point of that trip for colleagues was different: some people wanted to go to Beijing, saying that it was too imperfect to be born in Beijing, China; Some people wanted to go to Tibet to see the sky high, white clouds sweeping the sky, and drink butter tea, gnaw the dry leg of lamb to experience exotic customs and folk customs; Some people want to go to Huangshan to feel the boldness of the mountain and admire the vicissitudes of the old pine. I tried my best to encourage us to go to Hainan. I said we were born in a mountain city. Although we were accompanied by Han River, the river must be different from the sea. We should experience the broad sea, blow the sea breeze and fight against the waves, experience the Southern style. Beijing is not far away and you can go there at any time. Tibet is too far away to put it down for the time being. As for Huangshan, I think we should not go even if we were born in a mountain city. Colleagues who agreed with me accounted for the majority, so the minority obeyed the majority and went to Hainan. For the first time, I stood beside the beach of the sea, being blown by the sea breeze and feeling the kiss of the waves. My colleagues cheered excitedly like a happy child. Raise your hands and shout to the sea, letting the waves wet your shoes, socks, trousers and clothes. Excitedly, he took out the money and handed it to the local people. He took the turtle Kaka from them and took a photo with the turtle. The wide and broad sea makes people relaxed and happy, and their troubles disappear in Yalong Bay. When my colleagues were busy taking photos at the seaside, I was addicted to the small stones sent by the sea tide. Pieces of small sea stones as white as fish bones were kissed by the waves and spat on the beach. I picked up a piece, rough and looked at it again, with patterns on it, that kind of small flaky stones which are full of patterns like autumn chrysanthemum in full bloom and scattered among the stars are the most. So, I picked up a few pieces, packed them in plastic bags, hid them in my trouser pockets, took them back to the hotel, unpacked the plastic bags, and the small stone pieces were warm and dry by my body at this time, I put it on my palm and placed it on the desktop, and found that the stone became more white and the pattern became clearer. Only the warmth and luxury in the seawater were lost, so they were put in the bag. In the big and small caves, I saw a tourist holding a water-drenched Nanhai Stone as big as a dog’s head. The stone was bright, colorful and crystal clear under the reflection of sunlight. Therefore, I also went to the seaside to look for it, but I couldn’t find a beautiful Nanhai stone. I saw a round spotted stone lying in the sea, which was really beautiful, so I picked it up, held it in my hand, traveled among tourists like weaving, and walked along the coast. When we look at the water trace after it disappears, it is no longer what it looked like when it was infiltrated in the seawater. In front of me, the yellow-brown spotted stone which was picked up from the sea water was almost the same as the yellow-brown spotted stone which was common in the Han River. So I put the flowers and Stones back into the sea. I thought: Stone and people also talk about fate. Fate can be seen in Zhang’s eyes, and there is no trace before fate is found. Besides, the round South China Sea Stone is different from the white small stone in the South China Sea. Without the moisture of the sea and the sea, it will not lose its appearance, at least the pattern is still clear. If I have traveled thousands of miles to bring this round Nanhai stone home, which makes it lose its appearance and cannot be returned to the Nanhai, I am afraid that I will be blamed by Guanyin Bodhisattva living in the Nanhai, no matter the stone in the sea or the stone in the river, it can only be moistened, charming and perfect by water.

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